As noon approached, Feng Yifan went home first and brought his father-in-law, parents and wife to the ancient street for lunch.

When the family returned to the ancient street, they saw many people gathered in front of the Lin family shop.

At first, Feng Yifan felt a little strange?

After the family approached the crowd, they quickly understood what happened to these people surrounding the Lin Family Shop?

"Why didn't the door open today?"

"Yes, I also want to say that I can come here to have fried rice today."

"So too, I want to come and have nowhere to open the door."

"Is this the door not open in the future?"

"I'm afraid it's, but it is said that Su Ji is about to open, so you may be transferred to Su Ji and sell it in the future, right?"

"But isn't Su Ji a restaurant? It is said that it will be the same as the Ruo restaurant next door."

"Oh, then won't there be any delicious noodles and fried rice in the future?"

"What a pity, my little grandson likes to eat their fried rice."

"So, I like to eat their fried rice. It doesn't have that much oil, nor is it the heavy oil and spicy that the streets are on the street, but the taste is not bad at all."

"Actually, the key is that the price is appropriate, so I'll eat it in a hurry at noon."

"Yes, yes, yes, I think so too."

...

After hearing the conversation between the crowd, Feng Yifan understood that everyone wanted to buy lunch at the Lin family shop.

But because Feng Yifan has to run Ruo restaurant these days and then needs to prepare for the opening of Su Ji, he has no energy to make fried rice and noodles every day at noon.

After all, the ingredients for fried rice and noodles also need to be prepared very early.

For example, today, Feng Yifan and his friends only processed the ingredients in the restaurant at night, but they had to prepare a lot of things in the afternoon.

In this case, there is really no way to take into account the fried rice and noodles business.

However, judging from the reactions of these diners on the street, people actually prefer that model. Or it should be said that most people may not have so much time to sit down and taste the dishes because they are busy with work and study.

Therefore, everyone still hopes to have quick fried rice and noodles.

After all, the fried rice and noodles that Su Ji have over the years are not only full, but also tastes very good.

Now that the sudden success is gone, many people are really uncomfortable.

Just as everyone was discussing in front of the Lin Family Shop, someone turned around and saw Feng Yifan's family.

He exclaimed in an instant: "Oh, Chef Feng."

This exclamation also attracted the attention of others. Everyone immediately turned their heads and then surrounded Feng Yifan together.

"Chef Feng, can you continue the previous model of Su Ji?"

"Yes, yes, we old neighbors are used to eating Suji's fried rice and noodles. We can't eat it all at once, and we are really uncomfortable."

"Chef Feng, after your Su Ji opened, will you still sell noodles at noon and evening, fried rice, and wontons?"

"Yes, actually, those who live nearby prefer those, which are closer to our lives."

...

After hearing what everyone said, Feng Yifan also fell into a hesitation.

His ideal is to manage Ruo Restaurant and Su Ji well, so that people from all over the country and even the world know about these two restaurants in China, and then use their own restaurant model as the standard to create a standard for domestic dishes.

Instead of always letting foreigners judge the quality of domestic dishes and restaurants.

However, based on the needs of neighbors and neighbors, most people really cannot eat those exquisite dishes every day. People still prefer down-to-earth fried rice, noodles and wontons.

This is also a dilemma that Feng Yifan needs to face.

However, he still had an idea in his mind.

Moreover, his ideas were redecorated by Su Ji, and the first-floor lobby layout could also be reflected.

He set up a seat in front of the semi-open kitchen that allows people to sit down, which was to retain the once down-to-earth side of Su Ji.

On the one hand, Suji can cook fine dishes, and on the other hand, Suji can also have commercial fried rice, noodles and wontons.

So when facing everyone's doubts, Feng Yifan still answered very seriously.

"Don't worry, we are indeed not equipped with enough staff during this period, and we are all busy, so we can't take into account the fried rice, noodles and wontons here.

But you can rest assured that after Su Ji reopens, we will still keep those. After opening, you can continue to eat fried rice, noodles and wontons in Su Ji, and also taste the fine dishes of Su Ji.

These are all for everyone to choose, so please wait a little patiently.”

After hearing what Feng Yifan said, he gave everyone a dose of peace of mind.

Everyone said that it was worth waiting for the fried rice, noodles and wontons from Su Ji.

Feng Yifan also smiled and thanked everyone for their support for Su Ji.

"Thank you for your support from the neighbors. Su Ji will open on National Day. Su Ji will be a very traditional Chinese restaurant at that time. Everyone is welcome. Although there may be more people, we support packaging."

When everyone heard Feng Yifan's words, they all expressed that they were not afraid of queuing up.

"Chef Feng, we are not afraid of queuing up."

"That's right, we were here before, and we had to queue up one day?"

"No, we will definitely come and support you when the time comes."

"That's a must-support. No matter how much the momentum is, the restaurant is not as bad as yesterday."

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Actually, if the restaurant was officially open today, but because the restaurant is limited and if the restaurant takes the route of boutique dishes, we need to ensure the quality of the dishes, so it is probably only in the reservation mode for the time being."

The neighbors and neighbors laughed and said that it was better to eat Chinese food.

"That's better for our Chinese restaurant. The kind used to be Su Ji was just lively. If there were fewer people, he would always lack that flavor."

"No, I used to like to eat at Suji, it's fun to be lively."

"Okay, with Chef Feng, we can feel at ease. We can continue to come to Suji to eat fried rice, noodles and wontons in the future, so there is no need to rush."

"Yes, you can wait a few days, anyway, National Day is coming soon."

When the crowd gradually dissipated, Feng Yifan and the others finally came outside the Ruo Restaurant.

Entering the restaurant, there is a completely different atmosphere than outside.

If the restaurant is very quiet, and everyone in the kitchen is busy silently, occasionally there are only some voices of Ning Cheng, Chen Xu and Luo Yu asking for advice.

After Feng Yifan entered the door, he patted his hands gently to attract everyone's attention.

"Okay, it's already noon. Should we have lunch first? Let's continue to prepare the rest in the afternoon.

Is Ning Cheng’s lunch ready?”

Ning Cheng immediately replied: "Master, you are ready, you can eat now."

Hearing Ning Cheng agree readily, Lu Cuiling smiled and said, "It's good to have a group of chefs in the restaurant. You can save the meals even if you eat them ready-made, but they are all delicious. As expected, my son was the most correct in learning cooking at the beginning."

Lu Cuiling's words immediately made everyone laugh.

Shi Jiahui walked out of it and said, "Aunt Lu, how come you say this, why does Yifan learn to cook just to let Yifan cook?"

Lu Cuiling nodded: "It's true, otherwise why would he be allowed to learn cooking?"

Feng Jiandong couldn't help but say, "Can you stop belittling your son at any time? At least you can save some face for him and his chefs."

Feng Yifan said helplessly: "Forget it, I'm used to it."

Su Ruoxi couldn't help but say, "Mom, don't always act like you look down on Yifan, he works so hard."

When Lu Cuiling saw that her daughter-in-law spoke, she could only say: "Okay, I won't talk about him. He is indeed a top chef now. The dishes from last night also opened my eyes. It really makes me feel that my son really grew up before I knew it."

When he heard his mother sigh again, Feng Yifan smiled and said to his mother: "Thank you for your hard work, sit down quickly and taste your son's apprentice. It can also be considered as your apprentice's lunch."

The group of people talked and laughed and each took their seats.

After everyone sat down, Ning Cheng brought out the lunch he had prepared.

What surprised Feng Yifan was that Ning Cheng did not make fried rice, baked rice or pasta today.

I saw that Ning Cheng brought out grilled fish bones, vegetable salad, fried pork chops and eggs, and slices of bread fried in butter.

Feng Yifan couldn't help but smile and said, "Yes, this Western lunch really makes you make it very good."

Ning Cheng didn't dare to take credit, but said, "These were what Uncle Hans guided me today."

Feng Yifan looked at Hans again: "Yes, Hans can guide others."

After Hans understood what Feng Yifan meant through Ma Xiaolong's translation, he quickly waved his hand and said, "I dare not show off my skills in front of the chef."

Ma Xiaolong translated his words again, and everyone couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

Feng Yifan continued: "Okay, let's try it together, don't let Ning Cheng down today's efforts."

Everyone picked up slices of bread and added some vegetable salads, some fish and meat, as well as some fried steaks and eggs, which could be stacked into sandwiches.
To be continued...